Persistence: The Underrated Alpha Male Quality

At a social gathering with friends and lovers, I witnessed an attempted pickup unfold between an alpha male and a cute girl. We were a merged group of three girls and two men, including myself, and everyone there was known to me in more than a passing fashion. (I use the term “alpha male” as shorthand to describe the constellation of personality traits he possessed which gave him an advantage in the mating market. He is not a particularly good-looking man, but I suspect most girls would say he is at least not hard on the eyes.)

The girls with me knew that said alpha male was single and looking, (ladies, we’re ALWAYS looking), and pow-wowed with each other to find a third girl they knew to be single as well for a possible alpha male-cute girl love copulation. Apparently, not only do girls want alpha males for themselves, they also want them for their friends. It’s that primeval female harem-managing mentality rising to the fore.

One of the girls briefly absconded to another room and returned with a girl friend in tow who she wished to introduce to the alpha male. (I love using these terms because I know how much it chafes the asses of the right sorts of people.) The third girl was in transit to another subgroup, and her slightly puzzled look suggested that she did not know why she was being pulled over. After a round of hellos, I watched and listened, from as sly a vantage point as I could muster under the circumstances, the conversation that ensued between the alpha male and the cute girl summoned to unwittingly participate in his machinations.

She looked him over as he began speaking, and I could tell there lacked any sort of insta-spark of delight at his physical countenance. Nevertheless, a man does not become an alpha male by abandoning all women who don’t instantly take a shine to his looks. For the first minute or two, she would periodically glance at the girl friend to my side with that “why don’t you join in on this conversation so that I can impatiently slip away like a thief in the night” eye squeeze that women are so naturally adept at executing.

But then a funny thing happened on the way to a certain, subtle SWPL rejection where all feelings are spared in the most sadistic manner possible: the vibe turned in his favor. I can’t tell you the exact moment of redemption, but I can say that the energy between them got a boost in the second or two after he dropped what can only be charitably described as a couched insult.

“Well at least you’re still in your heels. Most girls like you are trading in for flats at this hour.”

Her head snapped back. She was at full attention. Gone was the exasperated sideways glance for a rescuer, replaced by flushed indignation that is the telltale mark of blood pipelined directly between the hamster and the vagina. A few hollow protests to the contrary notwithstanding, she fell quickly into his orbit and they were off to the races. He had pricked her safe and secure but ultimately flimsy bitch bubble, and she could not be happier for it.

Now some of you readers are sure to lay the credit for his success on that convo-refueling neg which slices and dices bland boring expectations like a ginsu. You’d only be partly right in your assumptions. You see, the neg was really just a culmination of something else, some other ineffable quality, that alpha males have in mass quantities: persistence.

Not that cringing, awkward, pushy, socially uncalibrated persistence that a few oddly aggressive beta and omega males employ, but the calm, controlled, almost serene persistence that doesn’t spook girls and which signals a strong, dominant masculinity that women crave. It might be more precise to call it “steadiness” rather than persistence.

The alpha male at this function knew she wasn’t immediately into him. The way he handled this “setback” wasn’t to slink away like a defeated herb, or pump up the volume in a desperate last gasp maneuver to capture her attention. He wasn’t implicitly apologetic for the convo lull (as if it was his responsibility to keep everyone entertained), nor was he giving any outward sign that he felt any pressure to perform.

He simply stayed rooted at his spot, never wavered in his eye contact, maintained a neutral vocal cadence, and never stupidly smiled to occupy dead air as so many less confident men are wont to do. He just kept… listening. And talking. And raising a single eyebrow. And leading the topic of discussion. And refraining from showing any discomfort with her feints to escape his company.

And that was how he won her. Slow and steady and persistent and unshakeable. His body language and unperturbed social grace was the foundation upon which she was able to lean for evidence of alpha maleness. The neg was only icing on his seductive cake. The best time to drop a neg is when it is least expected, not when it is obviously a craven effort to “win over” an intransigent girl. For him, the neg was an adjunct that complimented his entire game repertoire.

The alpha male is both aloof and persistent. His aloofness is more a vague impression that flows from his attitude, and his persistence is a dagger that sneaks up on women and chips away at their coyness. When you can finally grasp that seeming contradiction and apply it in real social interactions, your game will have matured immeasurably.

Never listen to man-haters aka feminists who claim that women don’t like persistent men. They do. Women love persistent men who are persistent from a position of want, not need. Women don’t love the idea of persistence because they associate it, perhaps justifiably, with overly aggressive meatheads throwing themselves at random vaginas during garbage hour. But now you know that there is better way to be persistent. And that you are doing honor to your alpha male ancestors by pursuing that scared little bunny to the farthest corners of the warren, instead of turning tail the first time the bunny hops away a few feet from your swiping paws.

mmmm…this one is a little complicated. There’s a pretty consistent pattern but there are a lot of nuances involved in it. It depends on a big combination of his value, the value of the other men in the room, her value, her friends’ values, and logistics.

Interesting field report. Getting co-girl approval is so important and useful. I was stuck on the neg, trying to understand how that nonsense could possibly work: “Well at least you’re still in your heels. Most girls like you are trading in for flats at this hour.”

I think I got it. lol The hamster mind only wants the positives, the best of both worlds, and he gave it to her. She heard him say, “I respect you as a good girl and as a slut.” He basically called her a classy queen slut better than common sluts, giving her the freedom to be a slut and enjoy high status. I’ve found liberated women don’t care about being sluts, just loosing status (as the hamster sees it) for being labeled as sluts (in the pre-cultural pack, survival-by-provisioning pangs).

For most of us, worrying about running out of things to say when there is no apparent, initial spark is a killer worry. Sometimes I’d stupidly smile or break eye contact and also look around the room too. Knowing that you’re not there to be a court jester or whatever helps. Lesson learned, lulls are not your fault.

I like being reminded that the neg works best when it’s unexpected. No negging her when convo/context make it the obvious move. Surprising her with a thwack in the face shows he’s not just lashing out in a desperate not to go down with the ship.

I like being reminded that the neg works best when it’s unexpected. No negging her when convo/context make it the obvious move. Surprising her with a thwack in the face shows he’s not lashing out to keep from going down with the ship.

Nevertheless, a man does not become an alpha male by abandoning all women who don’t instantly take a shine to his looks.

Lack of persistence is why I’m still a beta. We need more stories like this. OTOH, ignoring women who are not showing IOIs is much safer, especially if she’s some high-T lawyercunt or fembot type who will go and bitch to the management over being harassed.

The future of the neg: Movies from the 30s are great for the game aware as they had not yet had the wisdom of the ages flushed down the toilet in the 1960s. I was recently watching the film “Libeled Lady” from 1936. William Powell is hired by a newspaper to seduce Myrna Loy. Hijinx follows. But for me the most interesting part was when Powell isn’t making any progress, so he negs Loy. It isn’t like our quick hit negs ala Mystery. The scene is played out over a long conversation when they are alone on a ship. It is subtle. That is where negs will go when women become more game-aware and suspect you are negging.

Alphas and Naturals tend to just believe the girl will fuck them. Their mentality is something like “She may not realize she likes me right away, but that’s fine, she’ll figure it out in time.” Like it’s already a foregone conclusion to them that they’re going to fuck, all that’s variable in their mind is how soon they’ll fuck.

Combine that with the concepts of “what you feel, she feels” and “the strongest frame always wins” and you have a pretty powerful recipe for success regardless of whether you’re dropping any negs.

Cajun describes this idea well. At the end of this vid he says his mentality is basically “Go ahead and try to reject me. It’s not going to work, I’m so charming that you’re going to love me. But go on, I dare you to try to reject me.”

I can still get shot down early on in the interaction, hell right off the opener even. Or in the first couple txt conversations, or she’ll flake before we actually get to meet up again etc. It’s all still variable in those stages…but I know that if I’m into a girl, and we spend a certain amount of time together (like at least a couple hours in isolation together), we’re going to fuck. We might not fuck right then and there (depends on logistics/comfort), but all the framework will be laid out, the seeds planted, and the attraction stoked on her end. Once I pass that point I can sit back and relax because I know that while she might not realize it, us hooking up is inevitable.

I can’t comprehend spending like, 7+ hours of one-on-one face-time with a girl and not having sex with her unless she’s a girl I don’t WANT to have sex with and I’m not putting moves on (like a buddy’s girlfriend or an ugly girl or whatever). I’m thinking back and I honestly can’t think of a girl I’ve invested more than a few hours of face-time into without us having sex lol I’m sure there must have been some, definitely back when I was starting out…but in the past few years I can’t think of any.

That’s almost weird lol it’ll bug me if I can’t think of at least ONE wtf…

I like how quick you are with your seduction time wise, my skills are not that good yet. HOWEVER, I can tell when a girl is genuinely into me after the first meet and if I have a good chance of sleeping with them. Should I try to tailor my game to sleep with them quicker or just keep things as they are as I’m having reasonable success?

It’s like racing cars. If you want to zoom around a track and tinker with engines to shave off a few milliseconds here and there, come on over to the race track and join us.

But if you aren’t that obsessive about it and you’re cool driving around town doing your thing, hey fuck it, enjoy the ride. Come join us on the track now and then if you feel like exploring that, but don’t feel like you have to…we know we’re the crazy hobbyists and not the norm lol

For me part of why I focused on speeding things up is because I love variety in my women but I have other stuff I’d rather be doing than sitting around going on dates for weeks with girls. If each girl takes like 5 dates to get anywhere with and you like variety so you have like 5 girls on rotation, shit, that’s a lot of expensive boring dates all week just to keep your head above ground progress-wise. I don’t have the time or money (or energy!) for that.

Plus if I want to just hang out and shoot the shit with someone who cares about me, I have male friends for that who understand me, my views, and what kind of life problems men run into that we need to discuss, way better than any girl I’ve met. And they don’t expect me to pay for dinner lol

So for me, streamlining my game’s style was just a result of my preferences/goals.

I don’t actually go as fast as possible though because I don’t personally like going direct. So I’m actually purposely going “not quite full speed” because I feel like there’s a point where ya you’re getting fast results but you’re losing stability and your car is shaking and rattling like its going to burst because you’re going too fast to run solid game…so you make it to the finish line quick (fuck her in a bathroom) but your car is totaled (flakey girls, no repeat customers, more of a random numbers game, etc). I feel like for what I’m currently into (multiple short/long-term fuckbuddies) I need to still execute a certain amount of game to solidify her longer-term attraction and get her to invest more in our relationship.

I guess my style is basically a really sped up version of Mystery Method. A little more direct and a little more focused on spiking attraction faster, but not as fast as guys who do Direct Game, and I’m still using the overall framework MM provided.

What is the key to speeding things up? Especially as I get in my late 20s I feel women want to ‘slow things down’ a bit… or maybe my game just sucks lol… I feel I should start telling them I’m a bartender or something so they don’t consider me marriage/LTR material.

“I feel I should start telling them I’m a bartender or something so they don’t consider me marriage/LTR material.”

You’re actually on the right track there lol

Generally in your late 20s early 30s you’re at that point where everyone thinks you should WANT to settle down. And career-wise you’ve probably got your shit together compared to when you were in your early 20s. Maybe you’ve decided to finally take care of your body as the hangovers hit you harder and so you even look better than you’ve looked during the rest of your life. And you’ve been working on your social skills so you’re confident, out-going, social…so you’re basically in your prime and women look at you and they see a good catch.

Because you look like you’d be a good Provider, they start changing their approach. Now they want to make you wait a bit for sex (so you don’t write them off as a slut and they’re a potential Girlfriend/Wife), and they want to spend more time together outside of just fucking (so the oxytocin can do it’s thing and you fall in love with them and want to make them your GF/Wife), and they start expecting you to take them out on “REAL” dates and buy them dinner and traditionally court them etc. because that’s how the Prince treated his Princess in all those Disney movies they watched.

Add to that the woman’s age, like if she’s 25+ (and ESPECIALLY 30+), which is the age range society will tell you you’re SUPPOSED to be macking on instead of the younger hotties who come with less baggage, and now she’s got the “I’m going to be alone forever like a crazy cat lady” timer ticking down AND the baby timer ticking down, so they’re EXTRA motivated to “slow things down” and land you into a relationship.

They’re not bad people or anything, they’re just instinctively looking out for their best interests in terms of survival/reproduction and by being a certain age and having certain success in life, you’re naturally giving off signals that they pick up on to categorize you as a possible Provider and set the trap. It’s all very smart and logical and efficient on their part from a biological perspective.

This is why a lot of guys who waste their 20s working like dogs to amass a fortune and mansion and ferrari thinking once they have that stuff they’ll get laid like rockstars, finally get that stuff and they take a girl home from the bar who was ready to fuck their brains out, until she sees he lives in a mansion and then she goes “ohh I’m not one of those slutty girls, we should go on a date!” because suddenly he looks like he’d be a good Provider. This isn’t all rich guys, but it’s something a lot of them run into…that’s part of why they end up taking PUA bootcamps and shit when you wouldn’t think they’d need to. They get stuck in this Provider trap.

So the solution is, as you’re figuring out:

Disqualify yourself from even the POSSIBILITY of being a Provider. :)

Does the chick thinking about marriage and kids look at a guy like this and think “This guy seems like a good responsible Provider with his shit together and a healthy lifestyle to build a steady long-term relationship with?” Fuck no. She doesn’t want to marry him. But she’ll suck his cock in the bathroom of a bar the night she meets him.

So for me, I focus on 1) making it VERY clear that I’m all about sex and fun/non-judgemental/kinky/etc. in bed, 2) making it VERY clear that I’m not Provider/long-term material, 3) pushing them through a lot of emotions in a very short time (there’s a lot of “fuck I hate you. Why are you such a bitch? I hate that I kind of want to fuck you. Get out of here! No I’m just kidding, I love you come here lol” etc. and 4) steering the conversation away from logical discussions about what I do for a living, my ambitions in life, etc.

Often girls don’t know anything about my personal life before we fuck lol, they just know that I’m fun, I turn them on, and I make them feel good (instead of ashamed) ABOUT being turned on. That’s enough for most of them to fuck, yes, even the Good Girls. Remember when you’re spiking a girl’s attraction up and frying her circuits, they’re thinking with emotion, not logic. Calm, rational, and objectively filling out some kind of survey, a Good Girl would probably say “oh I’d never hook up the same night”, and if you’re a guy who’s boring/average/normal, she’s right, she won’t hook up with you the same night. But when you know how to access that emotional side of her, she’s not in the same state she was in when she filled out that survey or went on a dinner date with a boring guy and she gets swept up in the moment like the other girls because her logical circuits are fried.

This is why I don’t need the 7+ hours or whatever…I’m flipping a very efficient set of switches to lead to the type of lay I’m after (casual fuckbuddies). At the same time, I’m not going as fast as the Direct numbers-game type guys because I DO want to hook up with the chick more than a quick bathroom fuck as passing ships in the night, so there are a few more switches I’m flipping that the Direct guys don’t give a shit about.

A lot of guys taking girls on dates Waste time flipping switches they don’t need to flip, or switches that actively slow their seduction down (like bragging about their accomplishments without realizing they’re pleading their case for her to categorize them as a Provider and not put out quickly). This isn’t necessarily a bad thing if you like going on dates or you’re looking to settle down with a girlfriend etc. (although it’s very easy to go from fuckbuddies to BF/GF, you just see her more than once a week and open up a bit over time and the Oxytocin and human nature does the rest).

Like I COULD clean my room before girls come over, I’d still probably be able to get the lay but I know looking like a clean and responsible guy with a nice bedroom flips a switch in the Provider category, so why make things difficult on myself? Instead I’ll let my room be messy and leave a condom wrapper and a chick’s bobby-pin on the ground near my bed. What switch does that flip? The “definitely not a Provider…but probably a good fuck who gets laid” switch. That’s much more productive in terms of getting to my personal goals of casual fuckbuddies where she doesn’t expect any commitment from me or expect me to try to impress/woo her.

Early in the interaction, like when we’ve first met, I’ll bring up super sexual topics with the group (flipping the switch of “I’m fun in bed and non-judgemental”), I won’t censor my swearing (flipping the switch of “this isn’t a guy I could bring home to meet my parents, he’d be too offensive”), I’ll drop stories that make me sound like an asshole player like “ya I’m tired…well I don’t wanna say, you’ll think I’m sketchy lol Fine, fine, I had this stupid chick over last night. She didn’t even give head, she said she thinks sucking cock is gross…wtf is that? I’ve never met a chick that didn’t like giving head…and now she’s been txting me all fucking day and I don’t want to be a dick and tell her no, you suck in bed, sorry ’cause it’ll scar her for life, but I also don’t want to hook up with her again ugh…how do I get rid of this girl?” (flipping the switch of “wow, what a horrible person, this guy is NOT Boyfriend material…but he gets laid, he’s non-judgemental about girls being slutty, he has standards/expectations in the bedroom and he has enough abundance with women that he’s willing to turn down pussy”), I’ll talk about how I hate clingy chicks (flipping the “don’t try to get me into a relationship” switch) and how some girl I was seeing was looking for a boyfriend while we were hooking up and that I fully supported that because I just want everyone to find what they’re looking for whether it’s a fling or a serious relationship but that I know when you’re first dating a real boyfriend type you don’t want to look like a slut and put out right away but you still need to get fucked (flipping the switch of “you can look for a boyfriend while you’re with me if you want, so there’s no downside what-so-ever to hooking up with me” (note for the insecure guys: most girls don’t go looking for a BF, they’re happy with a regular consistent good lay that they hope one day they can figure out how to land)).

Combine that kind of stuff with the obvious external signs that I’m not going to be her Provider, like not having a 6-pack and Armani suit, not having a car, not having my own apartment, etc. and the picture painted for her is “this is a guy to fuck, not date”.

So go ahead, tell them you’re a bartender if you’re cool with lying, that’s a job that instantly says “I’m cool with sex, I’ve been laid a lot, I probably don’t have an interest in serious commitment, and I’m not real ambitious and going to be a doctor or anything to be able to Provide for you” just because of the stereotypes. Think about what other ways you can convey “I get laid and I’m non-judgemental about sex, but I’m also not successful/quality enough for you to want to introduce me to your parents” that are congruent with your vibe.

It’s important to note that all that stuff I convey IS congruent for me. It wasn’t when I first got into PUA and I was a shy computer nerd and a massively polite White Knight mangina type, but I’ve been around and if a girl shit-tests me on the things I say, or my attitudes, etc. I’m completely congruent in them because for me they’re true…it’s not just a tactic. Same time though, if you’re transitioning into that kind of stuff, you may have to “fake it till you make it”, which is also totally fine, I did that when I started ramping up the sexuality of my sets too and over time it becomes congruent.

The only real downside to faking it till you make it is that you’ll get shit-tested more because girls will sense something is “off” until you come across as fully congruent to your attitudes. Like if you saw me and I said I was a bartender and fucked some slutty whore last night you’d go “ya, that makese sense, he looks like the type,” and wouldn’t question it. But if you saw a clean-cut polite Warcraft nerd saying “Oh yes, I’m quite the bartender, and last night I fucked QUITE the “slutty whore”.” you’d be like “lol ya right dude, no seriously what computer company do you work for?” lol Like you would instinctively want to shit-test him.

BUT, if he consistently passed your shit-tests and despite all logic he really DOES come off to you like a guy who bartends and gets laid and he shows you videos on his phone where he’s fucking a bunch of hot chicks, even though it seemingly makes no sense whatsoever, you’ll start to accept “Shit, I guess this guy is just a really unusual looking/acting bartender who gets laid…consider my mind blown”.

Hope that helps. :) Try messing around with it in baby steps. Like next set you’re in, drop that you’re a bartender. Next time drop that you’re a bartender + drop a really sexual story and steer the conversation toward sex and see what kind of reactions you get. Then try the bartender job + sexual story + complaining that the girl you banged is getting too clingy for you. etc. etc.

You could always just go for women in their early 30s who are still well fit. My experience was that there is an odd curve in the late 20s as I think women still have the illusion (read: delusion) of finding ‘the one’. By the early 30s the wall is approaching at supersonic speed so they are generally just DTF. I was drowning in trim when I switched gears to early 30s chicks as they were superiorily easier to bang. Anecodtal, but I’m guessing other men may have the same experience.

@Marky Mark
You’ll probably have to Next her. It’s hard to go “backwards” in a relationship. Like you can go from fuckbuddy to girlfriend easy, but going from girlfriend to fuckbuddy is a nightmare if not generally impossible.

@Wolfie65
You are an idiot. I haven’t had a car since I was 18. And I live in a city where it’s unusual to not have a car. Leave your basement and talk to some girls once in a while, you’re an unbelievably depressing human being, some fresh air and cute girls would do you some good.

What if my SMV is higher than the girls? She could lose a few lbs but has decent curves and I’m pretty jacked which she compliments me on… I don’t get why she is holding out on me most of the time girls just invite me over after hanging with them a few times.

Think of it like this: you’re a nerd in high school, and the hottest most popular chick in the school tells you she wants you to take her to prom. You know every better looking higher value jock in school is lined up to take her but she asks insecure average little you.

What do you think? You think “there’s no reason she’d want me and choose me over them…she’s gorgeous but this must be some kind of trick or she’s using me for something…”

Your girl probably thinks all you want is sex because there’s nothing else about her that you’d logically want and you probably haven’t given her a reason you want her besides its a convenient lay. Your physique even works against you because that makes this “why would he want me? He must just want sex and think I’m an easy lay” belief even stronger.

Generally the recipe to fix this is to qualify her on something about herself. This isn’t a logical conversation like you sit down and tell her. Bust out your acting chops here and arrange a situation where she can impress you (or just make something up, really. I’m a fan of setting up a night out where she’ll dress up and going “wow…I didn’t know you could look like THAT.” and act a little stunned like youre thinking “hmm this chick is winning me over”). Have her cook you dinner and then be all “wow I didn’t know you could cook like that…I’m impressed.” That kind of shit.

I wrote a comment in another article a while back about qualifying a girl so she feels like you want her for some other reason than sex. I’ll see if I can find it for ya to link here, but the general idea is that she needs to feel like she earned you with something special about her catching your eye instead of just “well I have tits”. A big one PUAs used to use is “you know at first I wasn’t sure about you…but (compliment). I’m impressed. (escalate kino/attention)” but while that’s the same concept, that routine is more for when you’ve been playing hard to get which I imagine with this one she already knows you want to bang her, so arranging a situation where she can impress you is probably the most efficient move.

Or she could be a weird Jesus freak, who knows lol but give what I said a try.

@NotReally – Well done, nerdboi!
Knee-jerk insults and off-base personal attacks: the stock-in-trade of the shut in GooglieGeek.
You just go right ahead desperately clinging to all the bullshit your PUA Korans teach you and deny actual reality, which you find ‘depressing’.
Can’t wait to read your next 50 paragraph pick-up adventure with a blowup doll.

Oh I’ll have kids. With your special snowflake wife when she cheats with me. And you’ll raise them without realizing it. And if you find out and divorce her we’ll blow your court-ordered money on a trip to Hawaii to bang on a beach.

lol just kidding. …OR AM I.

Realistically though, I don’t have a solution for this that I like yet. I’d like to have offspring for the sake of evolution and all that, and I could even raise a kid later in life probably, but MRA and MGTOW sites have clued me in to how insane actually getting married is and even just having kids is no guarantee you’ll get to raise them if a chick decides to take them away. Plus the whole child support thing where you go to jail if you lose your job and can’t make the $ you did when she took the kids. Not to mention that if she REALLY wants the kids and hates your guts, bam, fake molestation charges and you go to jail.

Hell even with annonymous sperm donation you can be tracked down for child support if the court decides its in the best interest of the child.

It’s like a slice of cake surrounded by spinning razor blades. Ya I’d like some cake but I don’t know if I want it THAT bad…maybe if some of those blades were removed it wouldn’t seem like such a crazy risk to go for.

There doesn’t seem to be a way to have offspring and not play a seriously insane lop-sided 5-chambers-loaded game of Russian Roulette except to either find a decent chick, avoid any legal attachment to her, have a bastard kid together, then cross your fingers she isn’t in a bad mood or doesn’t get eat pray love fever for 18 years…or to do the scenario I listed above.

And the fucked up part? There are plenty of girls who wouldn’t object to that scenario I described above. I’ve had the opportunity offered to me more than once.

I’m curious to see if a ton of guys learning game and gaining MRA/MGTOW legal knowledge and avoiding marriage will cause society to go “huh maybe we should revisit these ridiculous laws now that men clued in to how foolish a contract this is.”

In a way, not getting married or having kids, while possibly creating a generation of dramatically low population growth, could be the ultimate protest that actually gets shit changed for the next gen.

Sperm donors can’t always be tracked down and fleeced for child support. At least as long as they donate to a sperm bank.

I am a sperm donor, exactly because I don’t want to be tied down in the wife-house-kids cycle that traps so many men. I absolutely don’t mind that the kids might track me down once they are 18+. I’m actually looking forward to it, as it will give me a chance to show potential sons a lifestyle that is rather different from the people who raised him. With some luck, at least one of the sons will think it awesome enough to become a donor himself, which would leave me with a massive genetic footprint and hardly any investment

Also, it will allow me to teach the boys game and teach the girls to try and hook a higher beta in their mid 20s.

Interesting, I didn’t realize there was this nuance to it. It sounds like the “suing a donor for CS” cases are from non-clinic related arrangements that happened a while back since I guess it was harder to get jizz from a bank back in the day (I imagine it’s like a McDonald’s drive-thru now lol).

Scott
One of your 41 sons is going to meet one of your 41 daughters and you’re going to have a retarded donor grandchild that will show up on Maury.
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This already happens in the “projects” without a sperm bank. When you have concentrations of poor fatherless females, a single male can roll through and produce offspring with multiple females who stay in the projects and repeat the life style. Later, these offspring meet each other in the same project and produce inbred children.

I think the difference is that contracts between individuals agreeing not to ask for child support can be overruled by a judge when it is better for the child. However, sperm banks already have enough trouble attracting donors. Allowing even one donor to be sued for child support would collapse the whole system. So it is pretty safe.

Some sperm banks have rules about how many children a donor can father, so it helps to move around a bit if you really want a large flock.

MRA and MGTOW sites have clued me in to how insane actually getting married is and even just having kids is no guarantee you’ll get to raise them if a chick decides to take them away. Plus the whole child support…

This encapsulates the lasting problem with your approach. Rather than doing the things necessary to bend the institutions of society and culture to your will, you maneuver among those collapsing institutions and therefore become dependent on their ruin. You will therefore encourage feminism because it makes women defenseless (while pretending they are strong) because, as a mere mimic, you require this defenselessness to keep your hit-rate up — unlike the genuine alpha male. You will also indirectly accept the beta-slavery of your fellow men because that makes it easier to pick off the vulnerable of the herd (unhappily attached women). In the end — if you ever mature and turn your attention toward your natural legacy — you will find nothing to support or secure it.

That’s you, that’s what you’ve got to do, vaya con Dios. But it is dishonorable, and you are a bottom feeder.

“MRA and MGTOW sites” at least diagnose the problem, but rather than personally doing something about their predicament they 1) whine and 2) engage in “activism,” i.e., cathartic, collective, and impotent releases of energy signifying nothing. Just as femin-ism is a self-referring “movement” having nothing to do with the feminine, all activ-ism is a tautological exercise in futility that dreams of and fetishizes action without the necessity of acting.

Peons who whine about modern marriage are men who never learned how to handle women. Rather than looking at their own loserly ways and asking for greater responsibility (and therefore blame) for their own situation, they meep and mope like girls about how unfair the world is. Yes, indeed, feminism is unfair. What are they doing about it, except “organizing” and talking to themselves about how unfair everything is?

Modern marriage isn’t a prison. It is just an institutionalized shit test. So it trapped a generation of dupes in it. That means they are not man enough to diagnose the source of the problem and then forcibly fix it. Bend the environment to their will.

Every single person who complains about how awful their lives are can suck a dick: the bitchery and blame-shifting are the very beta traits that created the circumstance with which they expect us to commiserate, like a gaggle of hens clucking at how awful the other sex is. I have no sympathy for the cuckold.

The solution isn’t to exploit the apocalyptic circumstances to get your own nut (and then pat yourself on the back for how cool you are). Nor is the answer to cry to the heavens inertly about what a shitty life you created for yourself — or your mom did, or your omega dad, or this one slut who broke your heart, etc. etc. The way this changes is when enough independent men carve out for themselves an island of sovereignty where the slow-acting poison of feminism is kept away from his mother, sisters, brothers, wives, sons, and daughters.

Both the MGTOMEGA and the PUALPHA pretend the woman is terminally corrupted from birth, leading to bitterness in the former case and a general, desultory contempt in the latter. Neither is correct. Women are born with the original sin of hypergamy, but the culture excuses it, encourages it, and draws it out of them. Alphas cure it. Either in five-minute doses or for a lifetime.

A man of sufficient alpha status can stand athwart the culture all by himself and create the means of protection for his loved ones. It’s called “civilization.” Remember that concept? Its enemies are everywhere, and they must be countered everywhere — in the players and exploiters and little dogs with the big bark (see above); as much as in the losers, quitters, and weaklings; as much as in ourselves.

“Rather than doing the things necessary to bend the institutions of society and culture to your will”

“and you are a bottom feeder.”

“but rather than personally doing something about their predicament they 1) whine and 2) engage in “activism,” i.e., cathartic, collective, and impotent releases of energy signifying nothing.”

“they meep and mope like girls about how unfair the world is.”

“Yes, indeed, feminism is unfair. What are they doing about it, except “organizing” and talking to themselves about how unfair everything is?”

“Every single person who complains about how awful their lives are can suck a dick”

Please tell us what you did this week to bend the institutions of society and culture to your will and fix society for everyone. Did you watch a video of a dog pooping on a baby on YouTube? Type some angry rants about how much stupider everyone is than you on a message board somewhere? When will we see the street and parade dedicated to the amazing things you’ve done to further all the causes you think will fix things?

Are you that guy who gave a speech in Toronto recently? Where are the books you’ve written trying to fix all these problems? When is the next rally, petition, or what-have-you where you’re going to change laws or have you created the magical brainwashing device that you’re going to brainwash women into behaving better with yet? Drawn up some schematics for it? Where can we see this massive body of work you’ve done to create all this change you want us to do for you?

…or rather than personally doing something about this predicament are you just another bitter loser whining and engaging in impotent releases of energy signifying nothing?

You don’t have to answer that, we all know the answer. It’s nice that you feel like you’re important on an internet blog though, that’ll make you feel real good about yourself before you spend the rest of your night watching TV thinking about how much better than everyone you are. lol

The “evolutional dead end”. This sort of myopic thinking really annoys me. How many physical descendants of Plato are running around? No one knows; worse, no one cares. How many ideological children of Plato are running around? Virtually everyone speaking a Romance language, or anyone with a Western education.

Saint Paul. How many physical children? None. How many ideological children? 2.2 billion Christians. Paul himself was a “child” of Plato.

Ideas are the blueprints of society. Physical descendants are just the cannon fodder.

What feminist says this? All the feminists I see are talking about the persistence hegemonic discourse that marginalizes women of color and whatnot. They do not talk about of persistence of men in the dating arena.

You act as though Feminists and liberals are in an active conspiracy against you. In truth, I am not even sure they are aware of your existence for the most part.

They add the extra tingle of transgression to regular flirting. “OMG, I must be so irresistible that he’s breaking the law to reach me.” They are filters to keep out the undesirables, enforced by the legal code. Anyone who pays the least attention to this risible set of laws is omega-beta by virtue of their very respect for it. Then again, the strictures are so patently stupid — and so widely known to be stupid — that the frisson of transgression is muted.

Some men focus on their limitations, some focus on their freedom. Guess which one gets the chicks? Your motto in life should be, “Come and stop me.” Bluffs hold men in the thrall of timidity without their ever imagining that they should routinely call those bluffs — especially since modern women bluff just for the thrill of getting called out for it.

(CH’s newly discovered entitlement meme- it has endless possibilites and is, quite frankly, one of the funniest things I’ve heard in a while. Its been playing in my head and I’m terrified its going to slip out in real conversation!)

If you think attractive women don’t expect or perhaps even demand expensive vacations or jewelry by men you live on another planet. The very concept of the wedding ring is nothing but a display that women expect “free shit.”

You mean the hard-hitting stance that mainstream feminism has taken against such terrible crimes as female genital mutilation practiced in Africa? Or the Middle Eastern tradition of marrying off female children barely into puberty? Or prostitution and human trafficking of teenage girls in Eastern Europe and Southeast Asia? Because last time I checked, modern-day feminism is doing nothing to help prevent the horrors inflicted on “women of color” in other countries.

Although maybe you’re talking about the fact that we need more of that sort of action, and less whining from the middle-class, well-off, white community in America, whose biggest problem now consists of trying to figure out who they can force into buying their birth control. In which case, yes, I completely understand and agree – let’s focus on the actual evils-against-women in the world, instead of our first-world entitlement problems.

While persistence has its pluses, it is hard to keep it going when dealing with numerous rejections and flake outs. I am definitely not easy on the eyes but even still have an inner spark to have my needs met by women-although that spark seems to be fading with every additional ruined plan. His line about her being in heels is a line I could see myself easily using-and have used variations of in the past. I am assertive in being direct with women and with my plans for us when we are together. I am astounded at the number of women that have agreed to come to my place for our first meeting ( yes, most of my attempts at meeting women are via online I used to blast women who would not honor their plans with me; now I just delete their number-although in a just world, I would love to inflict them with pain and suffering and make them pay for being such rude, inconsiderate, un trustworthy bitches.

And FYI, there is a lot more discourse out there that marginalizes and demonizes men and male sexuality than there is discourse that marginalizes women, at present time at least.

“To my knowledge, feminism is largely unconcerned with what a man does to get laid so long as it can’t be called rape or violence.”

This is where your knowledge is likely blurred. Many feminists think rape is whatever they claim it to be, and are slowly attempting to redefine rape as “sex that they regret.”

The guy you fucked had a 4” dick? Rape. You had sex on the first date and felt like a slut? Rape. He didn’t call you back the next day? Rape. He was fucking someone else? Rape.

I realize it’s hard for you to understand how, as a man, having threats like this looming over you might feel, but it is very real. It sucks when everytime you have sex with someone, in the back of your mind there is a little worry that you might be monumentally fucked if she decides she doesn’t like you when it’s over.

“Many feminists think rape is whatever they claim it to be, and are slowly attempting to redefine rape as “sex that they regret.”

The guy you fucked had a 4” dick? Rape. You had sex on the first date and felt like a slut? Rape. He didn’t call you back the next day? Rape. He was fucking someone else? Rape.”

Why do you think this? I have not seen any evidence that any feminist is trying to define rape to include these things. Right now, feminists want rape to include the following: sex from physical coercion, sex under considerable alcohol or drugs, sex with an employer or professor, sex with someone who is making threats towards you, sex with a minor.

I dont see any feminists trying to make sex you regret a form of rape.

LOL!! When a Web site called False Rape Society attempted to out women who file fake charges because of “regret sex” or revenge, they SPLC deemed them a hate site. Feminists must have been too busy “deconstructing” something that day to notice.

[Heartiste: The type of “regret rape” that a disconcerting number of women accuse men of tends to involve either alpha males who summarily dismissed the women who were smitten with them, or beta males the women feel bad about banging after a bender. If you’re looking for evidence, I believe the false rape accusation numbers are out there, and they have been rising.]

We can’t post links because they get caught up in the Spam filter. But beyond that, you’re behaving in a deliberately ignorant manner. You know damn well you could Google this info and come up with what we’re talking about. Sorry a MAN has to lead you in that direction because clearly your female brain can’t conceive of the notion of looking something up. Exploring always was the domain of men anyway.

Google the words expanded definition of rape without quotes. And this is the last you’ll hear from me because if I want to babysit children who can’t take any initiative I should at least get paid.

You said earlier “[Yes, “their job”… to make normal sexual relations between men and women a lot harder.]”

BTW, whoever said I don’t get this reply thing was right.

Innyway, since you are the arbiter of normal sexual relations, pray tell what does that mean?

I see a world where a lot of things have occured. Marriage was unheard of for most of our human existence until a few thousand years ago. Then, the Christian world insisted on one man per one woman, something that was an absurdity everywhere else. Then there are centuries of acquiring women en masse through war and rape. Then there is cartoon porn of tentacle rape in Japan and a pathology against women showing their bodies in the entirity of middle east. What the hell is normal?

Anyway, you would appear to be a chief benefactor of feminism, so why are you complaining about it? 100 years ago, before feminism, you would be stuck with an aging wife and several children. You would be hard pressed to find willing promiscuous women in the quantities you do now without paying for their company. You can’t seriously be concerned that anyone is going to accuse you of rape. For you, feminism is the gift that keeps giving. Liberal access to birth control and total lack of emphasis on the nuclear family model is exactly what is putting sex with no responsibility into your hands.

A society where women all go about chaperoned would be your worst nightmare. You should be thanking my ilk for destroying that for you.

“sex under considerable alcohol or drugs, sex with an employer or professor” Did no one else here see this?! So… you go on a fucking tear and drink too much, regret it the next day or pass out at some strange dick’s place. RAPE! Got it… And you thought you could probably get a 5k raise by giving the boss a hummer but instead you got an Applebee’s gift card. RAPE! Got it… Not that we didn’t already know about this insanity but to see you just drop it in a public forum is another thing.

This is actually true – women DO use rape laws as a way of assuaging their own egos in the morning after regret-sex. I’ve watched perfectly decent male friends have their lives torn apart by things like that (a dear friend in college had his degree and his future taken away by a girl who was mad that he’d hugged her when she didn’t want him to).

I mean the persistence OF hegemonic discourse that marginalizes women of color…and non heteronormative people and transgendered persons etc etc etc.

You’re operating on the assumption that what women of color or GBLT people and such people say is actually worth anything other than to deconstruct society because they don’t quite fit in. Sorry. If people are trying to deconstruct our civilization, I fight them.

Notice the disconnect between the longer words feministx drops and the rest of the language used? I especially like the word “stuff” thrown in there. If it is a troll attempt / parody it’s pretty well done.

One of the things that has always impressed me about Roosh is his ability to talk to women with neutral non-judgmental observations for extremely long periods of time before making a move. I’m trying to follow his teachings but it is hard.

“Nothing in the world can take the place of Persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. The slogan ‘Press On’ has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race.” – Calvin Coolidge

Silent Cal was born in 1872. If he had been born in 1972, he would have gone down in history as one of the greatest alphas who ever lived. The old joke about him goes that he was accosted by a cackling hen at a party. She said to him, “Mr. President, I made a bet with my friend that I could get you to say more than two words tonight.” Coolidge replied “You lose.” I bet that convinced her to vote for him.

According to Jon Stewart, Coolidge said “Fuck you.” If that were true, I bet he would have banged the woman that very night.

Man oh man since I found this blog I’ve been thanking my lucky stars every night that I was born pretty LOL. It may suck getting called pretty boy by my male friends but they are just jealous and who can blame them? hehehe. It sure makes interaction with women easier. Most of my game is just showing up and not coming across as needy or awkward, staying aloof with the occasional cocky-funny type comment. Still though…I could make an effort to broaden my skill set. I’m thinking maybe taking some dance lessons? Seems like a good place to meet young tight hotties… they may think I’m gay at first(so damn pretty I am) but won’t for long… question though what kind of dancing? ballroom? Need some input here.

Maybe you are not gay. But so many on here really seem to hate women and see them as, oh, what is that charming term? “Cumdumpsters.” I’ve been lurking here for a while, reading and trying to understand the perspectives I see. There seems to be incredible disdain and an underlying rage that seems way out of proportion. I’ve been trying to understand where that comes from. Is it just anger at not getting laid enough? Is it that the girls that will fuck you don’t meet your standards?

Regardless, if you don’t like women, and you want it “tight” it might make sense for you to give homosexuality a try.

When I was in High School, over 40 years ago, we referred to sex as justice, as in did you get any justice last night? Girls seemed to get their way all the time. Only in the back seat did a boy sometimes get his way. Justice.

Many men have been fucked over by feminism. Learning game, pump and dumping is the way some men fuck them back. The PUA lifestyle that some have, is in many ways a consequence of feminism rather then benefitting from it.

and some… just like the lifestyle.

Some men learn game to find the few good women feminism hasn’t ruined. Then try to have happy lives with them. But many give up looking becuse it is difficult to find women good enough for marriage today.

You only think it’s out of proportion because you don’t understand the sheer scope of the problem. Try facing prison rape for the crime of losing your job. If you do manage to keep employed, enjoy that the money will go to paying for her to have a lifestyle (and lawyer’s) that you can’t compete with, essentially being forced to finance the filching of your children. Imagine not being allowed to have a breakup that didn’t involve becoming someon’s indentured servant. Imagine if instead only men’s tradtional obligations being enforced with the threat of prison rape, that women’s were too. Imagine a world where you break up with a guy, and a judge orders you to clean his house every day, cook his dinner, and spread your legs for him twice a week “because that’s the lifestyle he’s become accustomed to”. That is just one small piece of the iceberg that is causing this attitude.

In addition, most of the men here were indoctrinated from an early age to pedestalize women, protect them and take care of them. The they discovered that everything they were taught was a lie. And not just any lie, but an active hustle and a scam, designed to make them obedient and useful cogs in the system that works them into an early grave for the satisfaction of others. If you’ve been trained to pedestalize a certain class of people for 30 years, sometimes you’ve got use harsh language to help deprogram yourself from decades of garbage thinking. It’s often needed – when confronted with a crying woman, even knowingeverything I know, I STILL feel the urge to move heaven and earth to protect her, even if it’s a problem purely of her own making.
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FeministX used to blog and also comment here some three years ago. She is a thirtyish Indian woman who once emailed CH presumably-her nude photo with visible face and breasts, which the Chateau posted here with her permission.

She is a paleo-feminist who openly advocates a feminist utopia based on universal male castration, physical or psychological. She is conventionally liberal on issues tangential to feminism such as multi-culturalism and immigration. In fairness, she once wrote that it may have been a mistake to castrate Scandinavian men ahead of Muslim men.

Her stated goal is to marry an apex alpha.

Various commenters noted for their solid insight said that FemX is a male pretending to be an Indian woman.

If you want the ability to make women of any age swoon, learn to be a great dancer. Dance, in it’s most enjoyable form, is a conversation that needs no words. (Like great sex.) While you are learning, sure, you might spend a fair amount of time in the arms of an older woman, but, I promise you, it is a great investment of your time. A man who can lead a woman on the dance floor, with the lightest of pressure here, and here, has a solid shot at leading her anywhere.

Bull Fucking Shit.
As a great dancer, you may get to dance with a lot of women, BUT unless you are the 6’5, 22-year old soap stud Navy pilot multi-millionaire she’s looking for, you are nuttin’ but entertainment.
Her unpaid (and unfucked) clown for the evening.

Ah, come on. Did you miss my point on purpose? If you are so sure that being a great dancer (along with a decent amount of game, I grant you) cannot overcome certain less that alpha physical characteristics, then you must be a great dancer with game who has repeatedly struck out. Does that not make sense? And generally a man who is a good leader has game. (Not to mention being fit and in touch with his body.)

Me? I think I’m about a seven. No doubt you would disagree… pretty high bar set here.

Not missing the point at all, Oh Fascinating One.
What was it again?
Oh yeah: Right around 10.30 or so, when all the 22-year old football players/fire fighters they want have shown up (who can neither dance nor have any clue what ‘game’ is), you can shove all your skills, talents and qualities up your ass, fuck yourself with them and jump off a cliff.
You have become invisible.
Something the PUA fanboyz steadfastly deny – they have no tother choice, do they? – but still a fact.

Un-anxious persistence while moving steadily up-wind towards the labial prize is an excellent display of alpha. It means that this apha is usually satiated with this approach. Therefore, it is rough sort of pre-selection being demonstrated even she has only known you out of your actual harem-context,

“Slow and steady and persistent and unshakeable. His body language and unperturbed social grace was the foundation upon which she was able to lean for evidence of alpha maleness.

CH: Ripp calls this patient persistence.

The challenge for students that are beginning and still digesting the reality of game is that this aura of “patient persistence” is mostly attributed to non-verbal communication and emotional control.

Emotional control:
So you can maintain composure, frame and deliver a calculated neg quickly, and effortlessly. (As in this situation or any.)

“Well at least you’re still in your heels. Most girls like you are trading in for flats at this hour.”

The above type of remark comes from many hours of field experience. Being able to break down the environment and situation rapidly, then contriving content that slightly wounds (but not offends) the ego of the subject; yet spikes maximum attraction.

Non-Verbal Communication:
All this while not exhibiting any indicators of attraction/interest to the subject (although she is fucking hot and your balls are tingling like pop rocks). And coupled with this peculiarly “neutral” non-verbal communication of a steady voice and composed body language. This is the core of energy that pings her hind brain and encapsulates “alpha male attractant triggers”. She can’t peg you. And she is enthralled.

When you can finally grasp that seeming contradiction and apply it in real social interactions, your game will have matured immeasurably.True.

Gabrielle Anwar was a much hotter woman than her career gives her credit for. She is in the Audrey Hepburn realm of beauty: ingenue, innocent eyes, feminine figure, and feminine presence. I am surprised she never had a bigger career in the 1990s, when her looks were at their peak.

I’m saddened to see her go the “tough grrrl” route on Burn Notice, and, of course, to see the ravages of time on her beauty. Still doable, but not what she once was.

Also, on Burn Notice , her face appears aged without recourse to Botox or lifts. I don’t know if she has IRL, but she appears untouched by a plastic surgeon’s knife, but yet still pretty.

She has aged looks that, if I were a man 50+, I would be happy to have as my younger wife. Heck, even if we were contemporaneous in age, it would be a much better wife than 99% of the 40+ wives out there.

From 2:11 check out how the Frank/Al Pacino character games the hottie.

Only in the movies. Still, idealized versions serve a pedagogical purpose — as long as the student aims for the spirit of the example rather than literal imitation.

The problem with persistence as “the underrated alpha male quality” is that it prima facie contradicts the other piece of “alpha” advice normally doled out — be aloof and turn her into the chaser.

This is what happens when the effects (imitation) are taught rather than the cause (essence). There are times to be persistent and there are times to retreat and leave the persistence to her. How to tell? How to deal with exigency? The artist creates with the raw materials available, and women are different qualities of clay in different conditions under different environments. Lotsa science preached around here (PUS), little art (PUA).

Yep, the movies can distort reality both ways. This was based on a 1970s Italian movie, so his swagger and persistence can be chalked up to the influences of a more macho, more masculine country and time.

Fascinating thing: my first experiences trying “game” was based on my observations of Italian men in Italy. I got to study there for a bit back in college, and their forthright aggressive nature towards women, in comparison to American men, was breathtaking—as was the delight American women (even “feminists”) took to it easily—one “college lesbian”confessed to dressing up more merely because she knew they were looking! She ended up “accidentally” sleeping with Italian men despite “being a lesbian.”

Anyway, later, when I had fully digested their lessons, and I was feeling adventurous, I mimicked Italian actions in America, and got very positive results. Catcalls, open smiles, calling new found ladies “cutie” but teasing them, sly smirks, pimp walks—-all got me a lot of positive responses/phone numbers/make outs.

“Swagger” is the word. This was Pacino’s best performance from beginning to end. Frank Slade demonstrates the ideal of how to handle disadvantages with aplomb, thereby transforming them into strengths.

The climactic scene is thrilling. When I say “I’m just getting warmed up” and “Out of order? I’ll show you out of order” and “I’d take a flamethrower to this place,” the kids don’t get the reference, which is a tragedy on par with Sandy Hook:

One of the most deserving Oscars ever.

His pick-up is polished and practiced, and despite its fiction, it highlights the irresistible attraction of being the sure hand. That’s a little different from “persistence.” The line, “Any minute? Some people live a lifetime in a minute” can’t just be blurted out, it must be perfectly set-up in order not to sound forced. Scriptwriters go a long way toward fashioning that set-up, but in real life the challenge is no different. It’s just a more spontaneous and variable circumstance, and hence an even greater opportunity to lead a girl through the whirlwind.

The less sophisticated pick-up theorists aim rather for irony, laconicism, standoffishness, and a casual approach because those approaches are non-committal, requiring less refinement and experience and courage, and therefore are more easily pulled off in their preferred haunts. Especially when you’re wearing a fuzzy hat and guyliner.

Until about the 1970’s, Italian men were the ultimate ‘exotic’ sexual dreamboats for many if not most northern European, American and other White & non-Mediterranean women.
Hey, what USC co-ed could resist a guy with greasy hair whose shirt smells like 3 packs of Camel unfiltered who’s taking her to see ‘the balcony where Juliet stood’…..?
This has, however, changed, much to the chagrin of Giuseppe, Giancarlo and Nicolo.
They’ve been replaced by Moroccans, Algerians and Black Africans, not to mention Brazilians, Jamaicans, Tahitians and other, much more ‘exotic’ men.’They still do the catcalls, the whistles, the ‘Bella Ragazza’s and all that jazz, it just doesn’t work nearly as well anymore.

Persistence is difficult for me. I need to feel like the girl wants me and that I’m not coercing her into it or it just isn’t exciting. I know I need that male ‘hunter’ mentality but I’m not wired that way.

Persistence is difficult for me. I need to feel like the girl wants me and that I’m not coercing her into it or it just isn’t exciting.
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I know what you mean bro, or as Professor Dawkins says:

“Im an interesting person, and if you don’t believe it you can fuck off”

Dawkins is more like the Inspector Clouseau of atheism. Their are very deep, very well-written arguments in favor of atheism. Dawkins is laughably silly and childish. He’s a typical Ivory Tower intellectual: good in his baliwick, but gets arrogant and thinks he can pontificate about things outside it, and his suckups tell him he can, but ends up flatfooted and shallow.

I place Malcolm the tenth on the same level as Adolph Hitler in terms of being a self made man, leadership skills, oratorical ability, lookin punks in the eye and telling them the truth and stayin with his peoples…

Matter of fact, if it wasn’t for Malcolm X, Martin Luther King would have never been taken seriously.

I place Malcolm the tenth on the same level as Adolph Hitler
—lol. Hitler accomplished a shit load more than huckster jive-turkey Malcolm ever did. But keep trying for your false equivalencies, boy.

in terms of being a self made man,
—Ghetto hustler v. world leader. Yeah, exactly the same. Remember when Malcolm little almost took over Europe?

oratorical ability,
—rofl. You nigs never have been good at telling a carnival barker from a person with a thesis.

Matter of fact, if it wasn’t for Malcolm X, Martin Luther King would have never been taken seriously.
—Malcolm was the muscle, eh? Not really. The commies runnin’ MLK’s media campaign knew X detracted from them, because he was atypical huckster nigger leader—stupid, bombastic, charlatan always threatening the “true nigger face”–which is just rioting and degeneracy.

Who taught you to hate yourself
—lol. You niggers get all obsessed with race, cry like women if anyone attacks you, and run and hide behind limp-wristed queers in government. If anyone hates the color of their skin, it’s a nigger. Prick the surface of a nigger, and you find a massively insecure savage.

Is it weird that I sometimes experience pangs of envy when I read these Game posts?

They always assume a wide network of friends or some veneer of social proof regarding the would-be alpha male. For someone like me who literally has no friends, it is disheartening to experiment with pick-up only to be forced into the same conclusion after every failure. It seems to me that social proof and pre-selection are the most essential and important factors in attracting women.

In the example given in this article, the dude’s persistence paid off only after his social grace was paired with social proof of being seen cavorting with high-status males and presumably highly desirable women. If it were me, mingling alone at some party, I could be just as solid with the pick-up mechanics and alpha foundation, but the absence of any kind of social proof would have hampered any progress.

Its not that I’m opposed to making friends or whatever, but when you’re in late-20’s and working most of the day, with all the inherent responsibilities and obligations of being an adult, it just seems like such an insurmountable task. I know a lot of you guys live in big sexy metropolitan areas where there are infinite social opportunities. I live in a tri-state urban/suburban community where most of the women resemble Mrs. Petraeus and teh men are middle-aged squares and hyperbetas, or the younger girls resemble Snooki clones with smellier asses and the dudes are overcompensating meathead proles.

It’s gotten to the point where I’ve given up on Game and am now focused on saving my pennies to maybe-hopefully-please-God be able to afford to move to a place where I can actually meet women. The expense of living where I am currently is so high that I probably won’t even be close until I’m in my late 30’s. Fucking depressing.

I know that tight game can surmount many obstacles, but preselection is a serious barrier to entry. Really hot chicks simply aren’t going to slum it with someone who has no perceived social status, no matter if he looks like JFK Jr. and talks like Casanova. Even more frustrating is the paradox of improving game; the more women that want you, the more women will want you. But if you live in virtual social isolation, its like women don’t even exist in your world. What do you call someone who has the potential to score well with women but has no women in his life? Greater omega? lol

Well, you’re definitely right about social proof. In my senior year in high school I made it a point to hang with the cool kids and that was all I needed to do to get the hottest girls interested.

My solution: get on OKCupid and invent a backstory. Say you’re in town for a while and you don’t know anyone — you left all your friend back home (wherever that is). The women on dating sites are usually looking to “slum it” with someone. It’s just a matter of finding the right ones.

Ok, I am going to risk being shot down here by risking an honest reply, from a woman’s perspective. It sounds like you are a nice guy who wants to meet decent woman, as opposed to another type on here, who seem just really angry and hateful.

You’ve gotta get out, man! I don’t know where you live but there has got to be some cool stuff going on. I am not talking about the club scene or hitting on girls in parks. Broaden your range of interests and pursue them.

Specifically, I would suggest you google ukulele class or club. That has become a hot thing, the players tend to be women, some of them sweet young things. (Also some older… but, they often have daughters that are having trouble finding a nice guy… (I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt because I didn’t see the any of the endearing phrases like “cumdumpster.) Ukulele has the benefit of being very easy to learn but can be taken as far as you want (check out Jake Shimabukuro doing “While My Guitar Gently Weeps.” Or think Brother Izzy on “Somewhere over the Rainbox.”

Ok, sorry for the uke proselytizing. But, really, it could be anything. Do you have a dog? Agility clubs. Wanna learn another language? Italian for beginners.” You get the idea.

Anything you do to keep learning new things that can get you out and about meeting people is going to help. Good luck.

If you’ve read this far, I’d like to mention that this blog and other like it have long recommended men not take any advice from women when it comes to dating. Even if such advice is well intended. The saying we have here is: Never listen to what women say, watch what they do.

Women imagine “taking a class” will work for men because it works for them. All they have to do is sit there and look cute and not only will they get a date or two, but a they’ll also get a bunch of Beta orbiters (look it up) who they can “friend zone” and turn into sexless slaves. Unless you’re very good looking and/or socially skilled, taking a class probably won’t get you closer to any women. Often in these classes women salivate over the teacher (or guest musicians) and are blind to their “equals” or consider them “creepers.”

Don’t listen to what they say, watch what they do. How many times have you observed this behavior?

That said, I think Fascinated has the germ of an idea. But instead of taking a class for a musical instrument, teach one. Or better yet start a group — even a small ukulele duo or something that plays instrumentals. Whatever you do, you need to play the Alpha role. Student = beta. Teacher = Alpha. Guy in band = Super Alpha.

Maybe the musical recommendations don’t work for you, but there had to be something you’re decent at that you can leverage to get some Alpha cred. Team captain at a trivia night? An instructor at a shooting range? The founder of a book/poetry night at the library? The point is that part of being male is that you need to *do* not just “be.” This strikes a deep biological chord in women for reasons I don’t have time to get into, but I think you can figure out. Men are the builders of society and the world and women are attracted to builders in any sphere because of that.

Thanks. I think my first idea, OKCupid and Plenty of Fish, were the best. There are tons of lonely office girls around, many whose friends have married off and are equally alienated. Leave your attitude at the door, be funny, and it should be easy. Add an inch or two to your height if you’re short. And if all else fails, tell them your dog died. Women’s entire being is about lying — from heels to makeup — so there’s nothing wrong with that. This is the kind of attitude you need to check here and not bring to dating sites, by the way.

Heels and makeup = lying? I thought you guys LIKE that stuff. How is it a lie when you can clearly see it? Lying is not a gender issue. There IS something wrong with lying. But you attract what you put out….

Since I can’t reply to your response below, allow me to here. Bras are deceptive, you say, and suggest I should go out without heels/makeup/bra. Well… since high heels are terrible for my feet, knees, I don’t wear them. Bras, when I wear them, are for comfort/support or modesty. My makeup is very light. But these outward signs (which most men REALLY REALLY want on a woman) are not the equivilent of telling lies and it is not something either sex has cornered the market on.

When I mentioned heels and makeup = lying I left out bras, which also equal lying to the nth degree. I also believe bras = perversion. Men don’t shove their junk in anyone’s face and it says something that women not only do this, but society accepts it. Makes sense the inventor of the bra was a woman.

Most of us go through life seeing everything as normal or “the way it should be.” The reason you’re saying WTF to my posts is I’m trying to break down what it is we do and why we do it.

If you don’t believe me, go out for a week with no heels, no makeup and a camisole instead of a bra and tell me you’re not perceived as a different person. Hence, wearing such thing is deception, but only in the sense that an actor deceives his or her audience.

Fascinated, If you’re going to step into a male space, you’re going to get some unpleasant opinions. If I spent the day in a salon listening to a woman talk, I’m sure I’d hear lots of things about men that have truth in their world, but not necessarily mine. That’s the breaks.

The question is: why do women insist on invading male spaces like this when men don’t do the equivalent? I was giving the brother advice, and our experiences here are that this subject is the domain of men.

DoBA makes some very good points.
I’ll add some:
a)There are essentially 3 ‘accepted’ ways of meeting a SO in this society: Growing up together and falling in Luv in the sandbox at age 2, going to school/college together or being introduced to her by one of HER friends.
Any other ways mean you’re standing at the foot of a very high, very steep mountain at 3 a.m. in January, in your bunny slippers, without a rope in a blizzard.
b)Online dating is a bunch of bullshit. Virtually all of the attractive profiles are either fake or way too far away (Russia….), and the profiles that *may* actually be real and local are exactly the type of people you do NOT want to meet.
c)Until the happy day you get to move out of whatever suburban hellhole fate has deemed to dump you into, work on improving yourself. You can’t get any taller, younger or better-looking than you are, and chances of getting rich quickly are, well, you know….
BUT
You CAN lose weight (if needed) and get in great shape, you CAN learn to play guitar, piano or something else (chicks dig musicians, even short fug ones), you CAN take up some sort of sport that’ll almost instantly make you more ‘Alpha’ (a term I’m not too fond of, but will use here for clarity), as well as getting you involved in the community, build up a circle of friends (or at least buddies), etc.
If there are ANY night clubs, bars, etc. within a reasonable distance, hit those.
Often.

Socialization is life. It is the highest yardstick of achievement for woman to be socially acceptable so you must incorporate this somehow. Being in the ‘burbs is a huge minus, I would do anything under heaven and earth to exfiltrate immediately, and with prejudice. Hobbies and clubs actually *are* useful, you may not pick up chicks there but you can meet other single men and get yourself a wingman or three.

Did I say that? It is no coincedence that a statistically significant portion of MRA guys and founders are from DC. “If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere…” as Sinatra coined in a different vein. I haven’t dated an Americunt in almost 4 years now. As I said DC for generally being everything you described above has only one redeeming property. Foreigners. But they are becoming rarer these days. There was a time when you could fuck an EE, Brazilian, etc. au pair with some moderate game but they seem to be harder to acquire recently. No, DC would be one of the last places I’d send anyone to unless they had super tight foreigner game.

“What do you call someone who has the potential to score well with women but has no women in his life?”

Someone who needs a gameplan. Allow me to provide one for you. Don’t skim this post, read every word:

Month 1:
1) Go to a bar on a Friday night. Chat up 5 guys and 5 girls WITHOUT trying to fuck them, just talk about plain normal small-talk (for guys talk about sports/chicks/videogames, for girls talk about relationship advice (pretend you have a girlfriend, this’ll disqualify you as someone hitting on them so they won’t be as on guard or bitchy to you)/congratulate them on whatever b’day, wedding, etc. they’re celebrating/ask them where the bathroom is or for directions to another bar where your “girlfriend” is waiting etc.) and exchange names. Do the same with 1 or 2 bartenders and/or waitresses and/or shooter girls, who are paid to be friendly to you. If anyone asks where your friends are, say they’re coming later but you got there too early, and if anyone asks you where your friends are later in the night, say they got too drunk and stayed in but you hate staying in so you figured you’d come out for a drink. Leave as soon as you finish your 10 sets. For a mixed set of multiple guys/girls, every person you exchange names with in that group counts toward your 10 sets.

2) Next weekend go to the same bar. Chat up 5 guys and 5 girls and say hello to any of the people there who you talked to last week and chat with the same bartenders/waitresses/etc. as last week.

3) Next weekend go to the same bar. Chat up 5 guys and 5 girls and say hello to any of the people there who you talked to last week and chat with the same staff as last week.

4) Next weekend go to the same bar. Chat up 5 guys and 5 girls and say hello to any of the people there who you talked to last week and chat with the same staff as last week.

Congratulations. It’s one month from you reading this very post right this minute. You spent 1-4 hours of each week for a total maximum of about 16 hours of your entire 672 hour month, and you have 40 people who, even if only 25% of them are regulars, gives you a solid 10 people who frequent the bar on Fridays since people are creatures of habit and like to go to their favorite bars, and they know you by name and you can make small talk or flirt with them for social proof.

For month 2, do the same thing, but do it on Saturday night as well, at a different bar.

Now you have two bars where you have a total of anywhere from around 10-80 people who recognize you enough to say “Hey what’s up man, how’s it going, this place is crazy tonight hey?” or do a shot together or what-have-you. You also have anywhere from 4-16 staff members who recognize you and know you by name and will occasionally give you free shots if they’re male bartenders or come up to you and flirt/grope you if they’re female shooter girls.

Do that for 6 months and in half a year you own your city’s downtown nightlife.

Don’t drink more than a beer or two when you’re out, save your money to move to a bigger city with a better nightlife. Also consider getting a roommate where you are now, or moving in with a roommate in a bigger city.

While you save your money up to move, you can enjoy the fruits of your socializing labor in your current city when whatever cute chicks ARE around want to suck your dick because you seem to be the most important high-value guy in the city who knows people at every bar.

Guess what you’re going to do after you move? Same shit, except you’ll be even better and smoother at it because you’ll have done it once before. 4-8 hours of your week for a few months in your new city and you’ll have all the social proof and pre-selection you could ask for, in a city where you have a better selection of hotties to fuck.

Make the first month your New Years resolution and start on either New Years Eve or the weekend right after NYE. Don’t miss a single weekend unless it’s an emergency. By summer you will have the shit you currently envy and don’t realize is COMPLETELY within your grasp.

Kudos sir, that was a DAMN good guide for any wallflower starting out, so much so, that you should enshrine it in a blog somewhere. This is the kind of shit that herbs pay thousands of dollars to “PUAs” for and you just disseminated it free of charge. Good stuff…

I don’t know if Falconer will give it a go, I’m not sure from his writing that he’s quite hit rock bottom enough to execute it. When you take away all of someone’s excuses suddenly, they either go “oh…well fuck, I guess I’ll do it then!” or they come up with new excuses to replace the ones that were taken away and avoid getting started. Like when you show a fat person “look it’s calories in, calories out. Done. Fix your shit.” and they go “……umm well, I have a thyroid problem so…” “Oh really, have you had that diagnosed?” “No I just know that must be what it is.” “sigh…enjoy being fat forever then.”

But I figured I’d share it ’cause the gameplan could be useful for other new guys reading this who are stuck going out solo. I plan to spend next summer in a new city and I’ll be starting this up there as soon as my plane lands (well, a little more hardcore version of it lol).

Are you looking for us to buck up your self-esteem, like mommy? You defeated yourself before you even got started. Suck it up and start over. Success builds on success. You aren’t anywhere close to the attitude that will allow you to escape the riptide of self-fulfilling defeatism.

This is what men used to teach their sons. Figure it out remedially or remain dickless.

Don’t cringe and don’t be apologetic. That’s more of the same defeatism.

Exercise your willfulness muscle, and fuck what people think. It gets easier, then it becomes second nature, habits are formed, and personality is adjusted. Success begets success, women notice, you notice they notice, and the virtuous cycle spins faster, “turning and turning in the tightening gyre,” up, up, up.

But it begins with a fuck-all attitude, which, if necessary, must be flat-out faked long enough, through all the discomfort of confrontation, until it begins yielding rewards. And the beginning of the beginning of that fuck-all attitude starts with telling me to fuck off. (I can take it.)

1) Texting Compendium. Comments provided by YaReally, The Shocker, Ripp and a couple more. Embedded is Decibel’s Text Game primer which IMHO is the best resource out there on texting.
2) YaReally Compendium (At first this was all YaReally comments but recently Ripp’s nuggets of wisdom has been added so 95% YaReally and 5% Ripp)

The second one is 600+ pages so if you read about 10 pages a day AND go out then I think you will be on your way!

Along the same lines, when you’re dealing with a girl who is a friend of a friend like in the story above, you don’t have to “make the sale” the very first time you talk with her. Handle yourself like a man, treat her with respect but not with any special respect. Stay in your frame. The guy in the story did not necessarily have to neg her right then and there. So long as he did nothing to disqualify himself, he could have adeptly handled himself in that awkward and forced introduction, moved on to other people at the party, and then indirectly approach that girl again later in the night. It isn’t his duty to entertain the girl with his conversation, and it isn’t his duty to make her fall for him the very first time she speaks with him. As long as he persistently handles himself in a generally alpha manner, he can let the game come to him. You certainly have to take shots to score, but waiting for the right opportunity to score works better than forcing everything up.